No, those two faces are the same woman. That is what hookers on Cops are like . . . faces of meth.

Well, one can do everything to keep one's mind occupied from the truth of the world...Even if one has to face the consequences later on!

Yeah, I prefer reality to meth. It's really messed up.

(May 10, 2012 at 10:55 pm)Shell B Wrote: Yeah, I prefer reality to meth. It's really messed up.

Well, Shell, it's really hard to realize that when your mind is in a mess. Even if there is no biological addiction, you just feel psychologically addicted to it.
I won't lie, I have experience with a similar, cheap drug, toluene.
Although I quit, before any harmful effects could be seen on my visage or my interiors, I still feel the need for it, and force myself to stay away from it via a very long vow I took with a friend.

(May 10, 2012 at 10:50 pm)Shell B Wrote: No, those two faces are the same woman. That is what hookers on Cops are like . . . faces of meth.

Eeeewwwwww....

Well, fine then... I'm not like those hookers

What am I like then?

(May 10, 2012 at 11:02 pm)Violet Lilly Blossom Wrote:

(May 10, 2012 at 10:50 pm)Shell B Wrote: No, those two faces are the same woman. That is what hookers on Cops are like . . . faces of meth.

Eeeewwwwww....

Well, fine then... I'm not like those hookers

What am I like then?

You don't use drugs, do you Lilly?

(May 10, 2012 at 11:03 pm)kılıç_mehmet Wrote: You don't use drugs, do you Lilly?

Nope, but I should

I mean... imagine me on anything stronger than sugar.

When I was put on laughing gas I wanted nothing more than to *move* with it... and have sex. Echo echo echo echo echo the feelings as they come...

It'd be amazing if it's like what I pictured in my head. It's also a great way to ignore dysphoria if I'm not mistaken... I mean: THE MOUTH THING WAS DRILLING MY HEAD. That was awesome.

I love it, I love it already

(May 10, 2012 at 11:14 pm)Violet Lilly Blossom Wrote:

(May 10, 2012 at 11:03 pm)kılıç_mehmet Wrote: You don't use drugs, do you Lilly?

Nope, but I should

I mean... imagine me on anything stronger than sugar.

When I was put on laughing gas I wanted nothing more than to *move* with it... and have sex. Echo echo echo echo echo the feelings as they come...

It'd be amazing if it's like what I pictured in my head. It's also a great way to ignore dysphoria if I'm not mistaken... I mean: THE MOUTH THING WAS DRILLING MY HEAD. That was awesome.

I love it, I love it already

I just renounced toluene in my post above, but I must tell you, it's high is nothing like anything else. I call it heaven in a plastic bag, for it really can give you heaven, but it also can give you hell, as I've experienced with a few hallucinations regarding worms, girls and paranormal activities.
But it also gives you the ability of astral projection, and possession. I once possessed Barack Obama in a peculiar hallucination.

Not interested in controlling others.... when the only thing that drugs interest me about is more *fun* in controlling my already wonderfully wacky self ^_^

My imagination sounds like your hallucinations

Don't care about the stars... mostly my desires and cares are related to things I can touch. Rather be blind and deaf than be unable to feel

some I may not have shown;

About age 2




In the army, Singapore ,age 21. (staged photo for the Army Newspaper)




In the boozer, Singapore Dec 1969 (I'm the one pouring the beer)